We were together that much
and Yet the dusk is already of a different colour
the all present kindness only makes me more distant from you
the heart you abandoned does nothing but wander
if you call that embarrassment living
you can fall beneath the cold winter sky
at least under this moonlight
everything becomes silent
我活在这个世上
一共有两次微笑
一次是与你无意的回眸
眼神与眼神交接的那一刻
一次是与你梦里的相见
双臂与双臂相拥的那一瞬
这两次欢快在我心里
足足回味了三个春秋
我情愿听心碎的声音
也不能停下想你的心跳
我想忘记那些微笑
却多了数不尽的烦恼
这个白痴为了陪你活一次
没智商得个痴
时常被骗极容易
这个白痴受你蒙骗亦可以
受你点给你指
谁若有日你钟意
心计令我装不知
其实装蠢全为你付出的机智
傻更更一般听你说起
一堆一堆关于我的是非仿似真
无端端讲起 因此你说
彼此空间不可太少
因此所以未来难贴身
你口气就像在骗两岁的小孩
讨厌的是明知道你
假惺惺的卖弄谎言
一样比起坦白还可爱
你这高手
真的让我目定口呆
我是白痴
你是恋爱的天才
我应该受伤害
所以活该在等待
等你有一天明白
我会服从你安排
你会发现在我情敌
当中我的存在
我是白痴
也是被骗的天才
你肯卖我肯买
对我呼之则来挥之则去
演得精彩显得很乖
不肯流露感慨
是因为你的聪明
所以没人知道
你的情人长得帅不帅
而每一个人为你魅力
来得很快受了伤害
去得也快搞得不愉快
我故意置身事外
什么都不去责怪
无知让自己可以
保持自由和自在
还是睁一只眼闭一只眼
熬到现在
一直忍耐搞不懂谁是真天才
我是白痴。。
因为明知难受我却坚持。。
我是白痴。。
因为明知会是个空我却执著。。
我是白痴。。
因为明知是奢侈我却还在等待。。
我是白痴。。
因为明知沉重我却放不下。。
我是白痴。。
因为我又白目又痴心 。。
我是白痴。。
因为明知要放弃却始终不肯放手。。
我是白痴。。
因为我错过了身边很多对我好的人。。
我是白痴。。
因为我除了你 再也没接受任何人。。
我是白痴。。
因为我这么想。。
我是白痴。。
因为我在骗自己。。
我是白痴。。
因为我相信这荒唐。。
我是白痴。。
因为我爱上你。。
我是白痴。。
守着电话 仍然期待它会响
连影子都嘲笑我傻
我却没勇气放下
看着号码 犹豫着是否拨打
还来不及做出回答
害怕给你了牵挂
给我两分钟的说话
我不知道怎么表达
给我两秒钟的说话
我却不够时间回答
我双眼通红 为着你而流泪感动
觉得恋爱像是美梦
这甜蜜感觉怎么形容
这恋难忘 初次心动
我双眼通红 为着你的离开难过
还是觉得恋爱愚蒙
这失恋感觉怎么形容
这恋难忘 初次心痛
合照 恋爱的证据留下不少
我们的回忆却随着乏黄焚烧
卷在时间的沙漏流掉
不同的时间
不同的地点
不同的心情
不同的自己
大雨来了，心情突然跌入谷底
大雨走了，心里却莫名恐慌
星星来了，也许找回真是的自己了
星星走了，真实自己已不见了
我恨透了
恨自己找不回自己真实的灵魂
也忘了，也许自己已变成了别人
曾经哭泣过
曾经微笑过
也曾忧郁过
但，
很遗憾…
我想,
我永远都找不回真实的自己…
07年刚过
发现原来并非每一个人都是带着笑容迎接新年的
至少，就有一个带这悲伤在人群中倒数的男孩
在人海中，惦记着已失去的女孩
男孩这些日子以来，都在一点一滴累积着思念
不变的思念，却让人心疼
执著这种东西很难说是好或不好
惦记着过去的回忆，也许能够让你自己觉得自己还活着
但却是很痛苦的
那一个人，不会想要你这么难过
她不是永远离开了，她还活在你的心里
但不该是那样沉重的
要为了她而活得开心
而自己,
有一天..会遇见自己的无翅天使
When I close my eyes I dream of you.
Can’t sleep at night ’cause I wanna be with you.
Don’t want to live, don’t want to cry
Without you by my side.
When I go to sleep at night
I ask God to make my days bright.
I know he will do it , I know it is true.
Because he knows I only want to be with you.
I hear your voice inside my head.
I can imagine us together again.
I know it will happen ,I know it is true;
Because I asked God if I can be with you.
I see you and I together again;
Holding hands and feeling the pain.
What a beautiful feeling , I wish it were true.
But I am only dreaming , dreaming of you.
You must be an angel without wings
To put up with all of my bothersome things
My anger, my love, my sometimes weary heart
I look at you and see a creation so divine
To think you have captured this heart of mine
How could I not love you with all that I am
You are the steady I need for my trembling hand
So honest, true and caring you are
My night in shining armour or my shooting star
You simply must be an angel without wings
your my angel
an angel without wings
Author : Elizabeth Ann Burkett
that day i found an angel, but she is an angel that do not belong to me
There are many books in the library..
Each book contains a wonderful story that will never happen in reality..
But as you fall in love…
reality becomes a wonderful story greater than any novel..
Because I learned about happiness,
I felt lonely for the first time.
And because I know unhappiness,
I understand happiness for the first time.
we are all farsighted,
we give importance to those things that are far from us,
while neglecting the things that are close to us…
only to realize their value later when they are out-of-reach again…
A past may chase you if you try to escape from it…
but once you confront it,
it’s just an old memory inside you
It is better to regret what you’ve done
than to regret what you could’ve done
There probably isn’t any meaning in life.
Perhaps you can find something interesting to do while you are alive.
Dying or getting killed isn’t something unnatural.
Living aimlessly without a purpose is..
There is no coincidence…. only the inevitable
Perfection does not exist in this world.
What will you gain from perfections?
Nothing.
After perfection,
there exists nothing higher.
Not even room for creations."
So don’t fret ,
an absurd thing like perfection will never exist.
People say that they want to be free as a bird..
Is it because they can fly?
But what happens when a bird got lost flying out at the sea and need to rest?
They may have regretted having wings in the first place.
When we meet,
a bond between us is born for the first time
Our heart aren’t inside our bodies.
When we think of something,
or care about someone,
that is where our hearts are born.
If you were the only person in the entire world,
then your heart wouldnt be anywhere.
If you wish with all your heart to stay here,
then your heart will remain here.
If your heart is here,
then thats why you should be here.
